Where have you gone, leaving empty tomorrows,
like a breeze in the meadows,
a transient shadow?
Where have you gone, leaving me so forlorn,
no lap to rest my head upon,
no one to call my own?
Where have you gone in the vast void,
a life untimely destroyed,
a home’s lost pride?
Now people throw sticks and stones,
perceiving me alone,
your shielding arms gone…
Now verbal darts are hit,
by every mongrel on the street,
to watch me fall and bleed….
If only you could come down here and see,
how difficult and different everything is,
between the devil and the deep sea…
If only you could save me from the masked ones,
cast night away like the bright sun,
and end this raging storm!
Where have you gone, in these trying times?
I need you, to be fine…
I need you, dear divine…
© Isha Garg